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Nandita was laying on the cot crying in pain. It was dawn and time for her father to come back from the field. She fell from the mango tree while picking some. It was about 2 or 3 hours before. It was serious though. She can’t even move. It was her back which got affected. Her father Randhir was good with his hands, he can fix those displaced bones by some flicks. It was him who raised her from toddler’s age to her teenage, now She is eighteen and helps her father from home.

It was around 8 when Randhir came home. Randhir in his late 40s was still well built. He was wearing a dhoti and carrying a gamcha (towel) on his shoulder. He was not aware of this situation, he normally stands his cycle and went for bathing to the nearest well. He saw Nandita but she fell asleep. So, he locked the door and left for a drink with his friends.

At night, Randhir legs were trembling as he had his country rum enough according to his daily consumption. He came and saw Nandita on the cot. Even after his rum, he sensed it was unusual for her to stay in the bed that long. He came close to her and saw in her eyes. It was filled with tears. He sooth her first and ask for the problem.

He calmly understands her and cures her dislocated bone. It was the pain which doesn’t let her sleep through the night it was 4 in the morning. The fresh smell of blossoms and the morning breeze hit Randhir face when he entered in the aangan (court). He looked toward her daughter. Wrapped in thin blanket trembling in pain. He came forward and sat beside her. She turned and met eyes with him. Randhir sensed her pain and touched her bare waist. It was warm against those cold breezes. “is it here?” Randhir asked.

She trusted her father more than anything in this world. He caressed her waist slowly assuming the swelled area. “beti, I have to apply oil on it” said with hesitation. She was now a grown-up girl. She curled up in blanket filing her face deep in blanket exposing her waist to his father. Telling him to start. Randhir in his dhoti and brief carry a tumbler full of oil and spread on her tiny little waist.

He smudged it and start applying little force. Nandita was wearing a long skirt and a blouse. Her fair back glistened in the layer of oil. Nandita was feeling relaxed as her father’s hard muscled hand moved around her little waist. Randhir was somewhere else his mind took him in the pleasure of Nandita’s mom memories. Nandita’s touch reminds him of her mom, His love. It was years he had been with any woman.

His mind was playing some other beautiful memories of lovemaking with Nandita’s mother. Those were around 17 to 18 years ago. She was around the same age as Nandita is now. Their 1st night that rough caring lovemaking. It aroused him a little. He didn’t notice he slipped some oil on Nandita’s blouse. He ignored that and start caressing her waist hard, feeling the smoothness. He moved his hand over her back to the bottom of her abdomen. Nandita was relaxed, feeling the power of rough hard hand of her father.

She allowed her father to navigate her through corners. Nandita’s skirt slipped low to her waist and accidentally Randhir slipped his hand under her skirt. Nandita’s eyes suddenly popped out feeling her father’s hand there.

She lifted her head a bit and said “the pain is not there, pitaji”
“I know babu it was the oil. Just slipped.” Randhir said.
Then, he lifted the thin blanket from her and kept it aside. Her blossom curves were now under the night sky. Her skirt rose to her thighs exposed. Randhir was rubbing her waist by applying more oil to it. Then he noticed his hard under his lungi.

He was aroused but with whom, her wife thoughts or of his daughter’s touch. He asked himself the same question and stepped back. His eyes were on his daughter’s beauty. Her curves and shiny bareback. He wants to feel her, he knows it’s wrong she is her little daughter who laughs when he cuddled her but somewhere the father under him is hiding behind bars. He hesitatingly asked her
“beta, The blouse is spilling oil.”

“I can’t open it pitaji,” Nandita said.

She was sensing his hands but the trust she put in him is another thing. He can’t-do anything wrong. Nandita assumes him as her hero and the attention he was giving her today was not the normal thing to her. So, somewhere she was living her dream.

“okay beta,”

He said listening to her words and put his hand on her bare young skin. Moving his hand to her abdomen and slipping her skirt a bit down. He was massaging her so well that maybe she didn’t notice her lowered skirt. The devil under sheets was rising. She was laying down under the night sky with skirt up to her thighs and lowered to her exposed lower back’s cleavage.

Randhir was aroused by her daughter’s beauty. He spilled some oil over her lower back and slipped his hand under her skirt feeling the flesh of her ass. He was now really navigating her corners. He unties the knot of Nandita’s skirt and made it loose, He was really not just massaging her. The pain was gone and it was replaced by the relief of her father’s strong hand.

Willingly or unwilling the semi-naked lying Nandita open herself in front of her father. Her breath became heavy, heartbeat rose when Randhir slip his hands through untouched areas. He didn’t expose her fully. His one hand was feeling her back cleavage which was smudged with slippery oil.

Nandita was showing her uneasiness she curled her skirt up to her upper thighs. Her lustrous white thighs were all rising the temperature. The father in him was lost somewhere else. He placed one of his hand on her thigh and parted her legs apart. Both daughter and father were not speaking to each other. Their subconscious mind doesn’t want to destroy the morning.

Then, Randhir glossed her thigh with oil and slipped his hand in her groin area. His fingers dipped deep into her pussy parting the tight lips and perky small bush. She was not wearing panty. Randhir was pushing his finger in and out. The atmosphere was sensual. He placed her legs on his lap and parted it fully opening her skirt above her waist.

The too and fro motion become vigorous as the lubrication increase with Nandita’s will. She was sweating on that cold morning heavenly. Randhir freed his lungi and opened his penis, the sensualism in the atmosphere was on high it crossed the barrier of relationship. Randhir rides behind his daughter and lay down he sniffed and move her hair. She was breathing heavily he can sense that. He moved her hair and faced her for the 1st time her eyes were a closed tear rolling down from her cheeks.

He came close and planted a soft kiss. He holds her waist and inserted his fully erect penis into her soft blossom. He touched it around the groin area for raising the heat. His manhood was wet with his precum. He pushed a bit and the penis entered in tearing her dignity, relationship and of course virginity. She cried in pain loud. He rolled his penis in consuming the heat of her body. She digs her fingers deep in his body due to pain and excitement.

Then, he started thrusting hard in and out. The noise of lovemaking was in the air under the moonlight. Randhir was holding her hard and want to feel her the extreme pain. He was thrusting hard and after some thrust. Randhir stretched his legs and started thumping fast. Caressing Nandita’s firm 18-year-old breasts with his hand, he experienced climax and fell on her daughter’s young body. He slowly crawled to her ear and said “Thank u dear!” in Nandita’s ear. The cot was drained by her 1st blood and their love juice.

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Hi, friends, my name is Surya, a software engineer working in Mumbai. I am a muscular, fair and handsome man in my 20’s. The incident I am going to narrate in this sex story, happened when I was studying in class 12 and used to go for tuition to my gorgeous chemistry teacher Mrs. Lal.

Mr. Lal was a busty Bengali lady in her 40’s, with a perfect body. She had huge milky white boobs and nice curvy ass which distracted us all during tuition. Even at that age, she had maintained her figure so well. Every boy attending her tuition had a huge crush on her. Her husband was a pilot, he wouldn’t be in town most of the time. Leaving Mrs. Lal alone and sex deprived.

Coming to the sex story, so it was a Sunday morning and I had extra tuition as my boards were coming up. I reached Mrs. Lal’s house and rang the bell. The door opened, Mrs. Lal was standing in front welcoming me inside. She looked stunning and so beautiful like a sexy angel! She was wearing a semi-transparent white shirt.

Through the shirt, I could see that she was wearing a brown bikini bra which was barely holding her huge melons. She was wearing blue denim shorts revealing her milky thighs. She saw me checking her out, but just smiled and said: “ come on, let’s get started with class!!”

I quickly went and took a seat on the dining table where we used to have tuition. There was another boy (Aman) who was already there. Mrs. Lal started teaching us a new topic and then gave us some questions to solve.

While we were working, she started telling us that she was feeling very hot and that’s why she wore such clothes and complained that her useless husband wouldn’t install an air conditioner in the house. Hearing this I suggested her to go take a nice bath in cold water, that would make her feel better and that we would complete the questions by then. She agreed with the idea and said she would come soon after having a bath.

We both finished our work and were waiting for Mrs. Lal to come and continue teaching us. After about 20mins Mrs. Lal returned. She was wearing the same clothes, her hair was wet and her full body was little wet and shiny. The top three buttons of her shirt were open, revealing her bikini bra and her deep cleavage was fully visible.

A sudden jolt of current passed through my body, seeing her that way. I could see Aman was also getting excited. She sat down and apologized for taking so long. I said it was ok and then she continued teaching us.

We both couldn’t concentrate on studies anymore and kept trying to get a glimpse of her cleavage without her catching us. Suddenly Aman told ma’am that he had a doubt and asked her to come near his seat to explain. Mrs. Lal got up and went near him, she stood beside him and bent forward on the table.

Her boobs were pressing against Aman’s arm as she was clearing his doubt. At this moment I got a sudden urge to fuck my tuition teacher. She was the most beautiful milf I knew and I felt today was the best opportunity to fuck her, I just had to wait for the right moment.

After about 15mins, Mrs. Lal told Aman and me that we could go home as we were done for today. I told her I wanted to stay a little longer and do few more questions. She agreed and said I could stay. Aman left and I was very happy as now I would be alone with her. I continued working, while Mrs. Lal was over looking for any mistakes.

All of a sudden she started asking about my personal life and if I had a girlfriend. I told “ No ma’am! I’m a little shy and I don’t know how to approach girls. I’ve never dated anyone!” She was shocked hearing this and said “ Surya how can someone as handsome as you, not have a girlfriend!

I would have definitely dated u if I was your classmate!” Hearing this I started blushing, as I didn’t expect my tuition teacher to say such things. I told her, “ Thank you, Mrs. Lal, you’re just being kind.

In fact, I wouldn’t be a good boyfriend as I don’t think I could kiss or do other stuff well.” She burst out laughing and said, “ how could u assume that without ever doing it!?” She then went on to tell me how her husband wasn’t romantic at all and was very bad at kissing or making love to her.

She said, “ Surya, it is very important that you’re romantic and good at kissing and doing stuff with your future girlfriend or wife. I don’t mind teaching you all this too!! “ What she said gave me an instant hard on and I was left speechless. I knew my dream was going to come true and I would finally get to fuck Mrs. Lal.

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She came sat next to me and whispered into my ears, “ Surya, today I’m going to teach you everything!! “ Saying this, she bit my ears and started licking and kissing it. She then moved towards my lips and we started kissing.

We were sucking each other’s lips and tongue and exchanged our hot saliva. This was the first time I ever kissed someone and it felt so amazing. Her saliva tasted so nice and I kept exploring her warm mouth with my tongue. We continued this for another 10mins, then she asked me to unbutton her clothes and make her naked.

I obeyed her and unbuttoned her shirt revealing her sexy boobs in a bikini, then I removed her shorts. She was wearing a black thong under that. Her beautiful ass cheeks were exploding out of her thong. I then pulled the string of her bikini and her boobs were finally released. Her nipples were erect and were big and pink in color. She asked me to grab her boobs and squish it.

I started kneading her boobs, it was so soft and tender. She was softly moaning in pleasure with her eyes closed. I proceeded to suck her boobs while squishing them with my hands.I kept sucking her boobs like a little baby hoping I would get some of her milk. I then bite her nipples, she let out a shriek in pain! I said, “ I’m sorry ma’am, I’m so excited, I lost control!” She replied saying, “ no, it’s ok, Surya! I like it!!”

She then removed my clothes and now I was all naked in front of my tuition teacher. She was staring at my 7-inch cock with so much lust, I could see that she was craving for it so badly. She grabbed my cock and started kissing it all over and then took it all deep into her mouth. The feeling of her saliva and tongue massaging my cock was heavenly.

I had never experienced such pleasure in my life. She started sucking my cock fast and I got very excited. I grabbed her head and started mouth fucking her. I kept pushing my cock deep into her throat and was making her gag.

She then moved to my balls, she started massaging them with her fingers and then proceeded to lick them like ice cream and then took my entire ball sack along with my cock into her mouth. She then started licking my ass hole. Now I knew what a wild horny bitch Mrs. Lal was, and that today was gonna be a memorable day.

I carried Mrs. Lal to her bedroom and threw her on the bed. She asked me to remove her thong and lick her pussy. She told me to push my tongue deep into her pussy and drink all her juice and said that this was called eating pussy. I moved down to her pussy, it was clean shaved, dripping wet and pink in color.

I started licking her pussy, it was slippery and had a strong smell and taste. I enjoyed eating her pussy, it tasted so nice and I drank all her juices. Mrs. Lal was moaning and was making noises like, “ ahh! Ooooh!! Ahh!!” I spread her legs wide and then pushed my tongue into her pussy.

She let out a scream and grabbed my hair and pushed my face towards her pussy. I was moving my tongue all around, inside her pussy. It was very wet and warm inside, the salty taste of her juices was much stronger and thick inside. I was pushing my tongue as deep as possible to drink all the juice.

She then asked me to put two of my fingers inside and slide it in and out, while eating her pussy. I started fingering her while eating her pussy. She was feeling so good. She was moaning loudly and suddenly her legs started to shiver and then she sprayed her juice all over my face, I drank it all up. Mrs. Lal looked at me with so much passion and said, “ Surya, you made me cum for the first time in my life!

Nobody before you have ever managed to make me cum! You are a pro at making love and your future wife is so lucky!” She then went on her knees and stuck her butt out and said she can’t wait any longer and asked me to fuck her hard.

I placed my cock on her pussy and was teasing her by rubbing it on her pussy and not sliding it in. She begged me to put it in saying, ” Please fuck memSurya! Please! I want your cock in me so badly!!” I slowly pushed my cock into her pussy, it was a little tight as she didn’t have sex in a long time.

But my cock went in smoothly cuz her pussy was so wet. I kept moving my cock in and out and she was moaning loudly. It felt so good, I kept fucking her faster and faster and suddenly felt like peeing. I stopped and told Mrs. Lal that I felt like peeing.

She smiled and explained, ” Surya, you innocent boy! That is not pee, it is cum! Cum is what makes women pregnant when men spray it inside their pussy. I asked her, ” Ma’am won’t u get pregnant if I had cum inside your pussy?” She said, ” No Surya, don’t worry. I have got the operation done, I won’t get pregnant.”

She then made me lie down on the bed, while she got on top of me and slid my cock into her pussy. She said that this was cowgirl sex position and she kept fucking my cock. Her boobs were jumping up and down and were a treat to watch. I grabbed her boobs and started sucking and squeezing them while we had sex.

Suddenly I came inside her pussy. She realized I came inside her as she could feel my warm cum fill up her pussy. She stopped fucking me and got off me and laid beside me. My cum was oozing out of her pussy, I felt so satisfied. She collected the cum in her hand and drank it all up. She thanked me for a wonderful time.

We were laying in bed when suddenly the doorbell rang. She jumped out of bed and said she wasn’t expecting anyone and doesn’t know who it could be. She went to check and asked me to be quiet. She went and looked through the peeping hole of the door. She came back running and said that her husband was outside.

To be continued in the next part of the sex story.

THEN:

Rashmi’s Boss Mr. Dutt was taking her on a business trip to convince few businessmen to invest in their company. Mrs. Nair, the owner of Prem Paradise, a forty-year-old MILF, had lost all the self-control she had built over time and slept with an eighteen-year-old neighbour Aamir.

NOW:

Aamir knocked at the penthouse door several times before he heard some movement on the other side. He smiled in anticipation as he hoped it would be Induja ma’am. Only a couple of hours ago he had seen her semi-naked, hiding under the desk and then witnessed her fuck session with Professor Jayant. He could not stop himself anymore; he wanted a piece of the cake too. Yes, he wanted to fuck his mallu college teacher.

“Hi, Aamir!” squealed an excited Mrs. Nair.

“Wow,” said Aamir.

It was Mrs. Nair, dressed up in navy blue saree and black blouse. The saree was translucent so that he could clearly see the skin underneath, and made out the deep U-shaped neck blouse, which barely hid her overlarge cleavage. Aamir’s heart sank, he was really hoping to confront Induja but it was Mrs. Nair. He tried to peek into the house.

“Don’t worry Induja isn’t here, she has gone somewhere,” said Mrs. Nair. That paved way for another opportunity to have sex with Mrs. Nair and Aamir’s mood lifted.

“Can we-? Um…do you want to…..” struggled Aamir. Even after losing his virginity to this MILF and fucking her like his own, he hadn’t developed the courage to ask her for another fuck. Mrs. Nair was watching him with a grin. Her lips glinted due to the red lipstick. Aamir realized she was dressed up to go out somewhere.

“Oh, are you going somewhere?” he asked.

“Yes, my favorite star Sahir Khan’s movie has released,” said Mrs. Nair.

“But that movie tanked at the box office,” said Aamir.

“I’m his fan Aamir, I don’t care how it is,” replied Mrs. Nair, “Join me, it’ll be fun.” Aamir did join her but with no intention of watching the movie.

Rashmi and her boss Mr. Dutt had just landed in another city. As they got out of the private jet, she noticed few men standing close by, waiting for them. One of them was casually dressed, with sunglasses and he was completely bald. Behind them stood men in black suits so she assumed they were bodyguards. As soon as Mr. Dutt came close, they greeted each other like old friends and hugged.

“Long time Dutt, thought you had forgotten me,” said the bald man.

“Impossible Patel, my friend. By the way, this is Rashmi, my newest secretary,” introduced Mr. Dutt. The way the bald man looked and smiled at Rashmi made it clear that he knew what kind of secretaries Mr. Dutt kept.

“My men will escort you,” said Patel. “Refresh yourself; we have a long journey ahead.”

The lights dimmed in the nearly empty theatre, as it was almost time for the movie to begin. Since it was a romantic movie, there were very few couples in corners. It was a single screen and empty so they could sit on any seat, therefore, Aamir dragged her all the way to one of the last few rows to a corner so that she was sitting on the last seat of the row.

Mrs. Nair was really interested in the movie and giggled like a girl when the hero Sahir Khan made entry. Aamir rolled his eyes in disbelief and held her arm, with his thumb he started to rub her palm. Mrs. Nair looked at that from the corner of her eye and smiled. The movie turned out to be slow and unbearably boring. Therefore, her attention shifted to Aamir who had been trying hard to get cozy with her.

His hand was over her shoulder, caressing it over the blouse and Mrs. Nair placed her hand over his thighs and started to rub too. Mrs. Nair leaned sideways and rested her head over his shoulder. She looked up into his eyes and he looked down at her lovely face.

“I’m bored Aamir…” whispered Mrs. Nair.

“I can make things interesting if you permit,” suggested Aamir and she smiled at him.

Mrs. Nair and Aamir’s lips were inches away from each other. He took a deep breath and his lungs filled with her sweet aroma. He lowered his head and planted a gentle kiss on her lips.

“You smell and taste awesome Mrs. Nair,” complimented Aamir as he pulled back, making Mrs. Nair blush. He smiled back, lowered his head closer to hers, and kissed her long and hard this time. Mrs. Nair stayed in the same position with her head resting on his shoulder while he passionately kissed her. After about a couple of minutes of intense sucking of lips, Mrs. Nair said:

“You are a very good kisser, Aamir… let’s use our tongues.” And immediately the tongues came into play and they exchanged their saliva. Aamir dug his tongue deep into her mouth and their tongues literally fought in there. Saliva drooled off the corners of Mrs. Nair’s lips, which he promptly licked up with his tongue. She held his chin and gave him a loud and passionate kiss.

“Aamir, do what you want but don’t draw attention,” advised Mrs. Nair. She sat straight, slid her hand under the pallu and unbuttoned her blouse. Then she pulled her bra up to let her breasts go free from underneath. Now her boobs were free but hidden from view to others behind the pallu. Mrs. Nair undid her hair, let them fall over her shoulders, and rested her head back on his shoulder and winked at him.

Aamir excitedly slid his hand under her saree and started to feel her melons. Mrs. Nair guided his hands to her big boobs and made him squeeze them a couple of times. Even though he had done it before, he could not resist squeezing them as hard as he could, feeling the softness, the size of those exquisite tits. His fingers found her large areola and circled them before he pinched them hard making her squeal. She looked up from his shoulder and her lusty expression, her silent gasps at his touch made her look too hot. Aamir couldn’t wait to release his cock out of his pants. He quickly unzipped his pant.

“Aunty, my zip is open,” whispered Aamir. Mrs. Nair understood what he wanted and slowly slid her hand into his pant through the open zip. As soon as her hand touched his cock over the thin underwear, Aamir winced in excitement and so did his penis. She struggled to move her hand there but slowly managed to pull his underwear down inside his pant thereby freeing his cock, which sprang out.

“Your dick feels thicker than before. Did it grow?” asked Mrs. Nair innocently.

“No aunty it’s just tight in the pant,” said Aamir modestly.

Mrs. Nair gripped his cock with her right hand and there was a little bit of precum on the tip of his penis, which she bent down and licked off. Aamir fidgeted in his seat as he felt her wet tongue on his penis. She let a thick thread of saliva flow down his penis and came back to rest her head on his shoulder while she stroked his dick with her soft hands. Aamir resumed squeezing her breasts under the pallu.

“You don’t take too long to get completely hard, do you?” Mrs. Nair asked as she felt his cock go hard in no time.

“It’s your soft hands and that saliva aunty, works magic,” joked Aamir.

Aamir had had enough of boobs squeezing so he tried to pull her saree upwards from her legs. Mrs. Nair rose momentarily to let him pull the saree all the way to her waist and felt cold seat against her exposed ass cheeks. He used his fingers to lower her panty and caressed her inner thighs.

Mrs. Nair guided his hands to her pussy and made him play with it. She held two of his fingers with her own and slid them inside her wet and warm vagina. She pulled her saree slightly down to her thighs to cover his hands.

“Ahhhh…,” moaned Mrs. Nair as he rapidly rubbed her vaginal walls with his fingers. Aamir was now rubbing Mrs. Nair’s clit from under her saree while Mrs. Nair was simultaneously playing with his bulge. As Aamir dealt with her pussy he was also playing with Mrs. Nair’s pubic hair. Rolling and gently pulling it with his thumb and index finger while the other fingers kept sliding in and out of her vagina.

“Aunty, I can’t control anymore, please suck my dick,” requested Aamir bluntly.

Mrs. Nair obliged and bent sideways towards his crotch over the armrest. Aamir rested his hand on her back and kept watch to make sure no one was watching. The heads of the couple, few rows ahead, had vanished. He wondered where they had gone.

Mrs. Nair was uncomfortable but she did her best to please him. She sucked his penis head as hard and as silently as she could. Aamir’s breathing turned heavy when she took it deep into her mouth and rolled her tongue all around his penis inside her mouth. She bobbed her head on his dick for several minutes with saliva smeared all over his crotch. Occasionally she took his balls into her mouth too and played with them inside making him writhe in ecstasy.

“Aahhh aunty fuck! That feels good,” whispered Aamir and his held the back of her head and pushed it down. He could hear her muffled protests as he made her do deep throat and let go only when she pinched him.

“Next time you do that, I’ll bite your dick off,” warned Mrs. Nair but then she burst into laughter and Aamir couldn’t help but grab her face and suck her wide lips.

“Sit on my lap,” suggested Aamir.

“No way! Someone will see us,” protested Mrs. Nair but he wasn’t listening. He held her arms and pulled her. Mrs. Nair got up from her seat, excited despite her fears and sat on Aamir’s lap. She put her arms around his shoulders and hugged him tightly.

Mr. Dutt and Rashmi were sharing the same room in the hotel they were staying in. She was flat on the bed, naked while he was kneeling at the end of the bed with her legs around his neck and his face buried deep into her mound.

His tongue worked like a machine, going in and out rapidly and in between taking hard swipes at her clitoris. Rashmi was pinching her nipple with one hand while the other was on Dutt’s head, pushing his head deeper between her legs.

“Aaaahhhhhh sir…your tongue is making me crazy,” said Rashmi.

“That’s nothing compared to what you do to me darling,” replied Mr. Dutt looking up at her from between her legs. His face was smeared with her vaginal discharge. “I honestly feel you’re underpaid for your services.”

Saying that he used his thumbs to pull the skin around her vagina and made her clitoris pop further out. When it was out as far as it could come, he bent over and gently bit it. Rashmi’s body rose and fell as he did that which excited him and he did it a couple of times more. Rashmi gripped the bed sheets and literally screamed in pleasure as he sucked and licked her clitoris even more.

Finally, she squirted the extra lubrication out of her pussy after a wild orgasm and her body fell motionless on the bed. Mr. Dutt stood up and lay next to her. He had lied to her; he didn’t suck her out of the goodness of his heart. Instead, his penis had failed to gain erection so he pretended to please her. He had this problem before he met Rashmi but ever since the day he’d seen her in office, his dick twitched in excitement every time.

Mr. Dutt had tried several girls in the past, they helped him only for a few days, and then his penis stopped responding to them. However, Rashmi was different, he had been fucking her for longer than that and he started to feel that she was his hope against his erectile dysfunction; he would use her to cure himself. Now he cursed himself, as he did not feel erection even with her.

Rashmi turned to face him and smiled. Mr. Dutt smiled back and accepted the wet kiss she gave him. That made him calm down and feel better. As the kisses turned wild, he felt movement down under.

In the theatre, Mrs. Nair was dry humping Aamir’s bulge for a bit while kissing him. She unbuttoned his shirt while sitting on his lap and started to kiss his neck, hairy chest, and his nipples while his hands were running all over her back exploring her bare skin under the thick mass of hair. Aamir enjoyed the grinding of her ass on his crotch for some time and then decided to finish it off.

It was dark and he wasn’t used to sex yet so he was not able to enter into her pussy easily. Mrs. Nair came to the rescue and held the base of his penis. She raised herself a bit and rubbed his penis head on her clit for some time before letting it slowly dig into her vagina. Her vaginal walls expanded to accommodate his modestly thick penis.

“Ohhh…,” moaned Mrs. Nair. Then she raised her body and lowered it, making his dick rub the insides of her pussy. She started as slowly as she could and soon enough she was riding him at full speed gripping his shoulders for support. Aamir tried to slow it down, as he was worried about being discovered since Mrs. Nair was moaning louder with each passing minute. However, Mrs. Nair was too damn horny. The idea of have sex in public turned her on more than ever.

“Fuck me harder Aamir, tear my pussy apart,” cried Mrs. Nair and those words had a positive effect on the boy. Shedding his fears aside, he grabbed her by her waist and started lifting and dropping her. He fucked her like that as hard as he could while Mrs. Nair arched backward, lost in ecstasy.

Aamir grabbed Mrs. Nair’s huge tits, buried his face into them and got lost in them. He took turns to kiss, suck and bite each breast to heart’s content and shook his head in between her breasts making them bounce around his cheeks. He licked her boobs then circled her areola and bit her nipples. Mrs. Nair grabbed his head and pressed it deep into her boobs.

Aamir wasn’t feeling too comfortable inside her pussy, as she had discharged enough lubrication for his penis. He pulled his dick out of her pussy, made Mrs. Nair spit on it, and again entered her slowly until he was all his way in and his balls were up against her pussy lips. The fucking resumed with his balls slamming against her pussy. He let go off her breasts and used his fingers to rub her clit instead.

“Ow…Aamir don’t stop! Do it faster,” moaned Mrs Nair as he rubbed the clit as fast as he could. His hands were blur in motion while she moved her hips back and forth while his dick was still inside her hitting her pussy walls.

“Aaahhh fuck yeahhh…,”moaned Mrs. Nair.

“Calm down aunty they will hear us,” said Aamir over his own gasps and moans.

Mrs. Nair didn’t care and moaned a little bit louder as Aamir fucked her harder than ever. Aamir thought that she was in pain and asked her “Should I stop aunty?”

Mrs. Nair eyes flew open and told him “I am horny as hell don’t you dare stop.”

The sound of the movie during the action sequence helped Mrs. Nair moan her throat out. Aamir laughed and continued rubbing her pussy and pounding her. After fingering her clit for some time, he pulled it back and sucked Mrs. Nair’s pussy juice off his fingers.

“Yummy aunty,” he said making her laugh.

“Do you want to do something more?” asked Mrs. Nair.

“Like?”

In answer, Mrs. Nair got off his lap and turned around facing the screen. Then she knelt on the floor, bent forward so that her head was close to the ground and her ass pointing upwards at Aamir. The boy couldn’t contain his excitement as he slid his pants off and pulled her ass closer. And then instead of inserting his dick into her pussy, he slid it into her asshole.

“Aaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh,” cried out Mrs. Nair but Aamir didn’t stop. He grabbed her hair and rode her like he was riding a horse. As the action scene continued, her screams mingled with the noise and no one noticed him buttfucking her.

“Fuck you are the best Mrs. Nair… I love you,” said Aamir but Mrs. Nair just grunted in reply.

He rode her hard for few minutes, feeling the rough insides of her anus. His balls were banging against her ass each time he slammed his groin in. Soon enough the pain subsided for Mrs. Nair and was replaced by just pleasure. Then finally, he felt that he could not contain his semen any longer. Aamir was about to cum so he informed Mrs. Nair who promptly took his dick out of her ass and turned around. She wet his penis again with her saliva and stroked him.

Mrs. Nair stroked his dick with her right hand as fast as she could and with her other hand fingered his butthole. She was full of surprises and he didn’t know what more was in store. He enjoyed both the handjob and the thing she was doing with her finger.

“Aahh aunty any second now…” said Aamir. Hearing that she took his dickhead in her mouth and Aamir exploded inside. Mrs Nair played with the cum in her mouth and finally swallowed it.

“You swallowed it?” asked Aamir.

She stuck her tongue out showed him that she had swallowed all the cum. There was a little bit of cum clinging onto the corner of her lips, she stuck her tongue out and licked it off too.

“Wow” said Aamir.

It looked like the lights were about to turn on, it was close to the interval. Mrs. Nair got back on her seat and both of them adjusted their clothes and made it look like nothing had happened. Unknown to them the other few couples were doing the same.

Aamir dropped her home after the movie and thanked her for the evening by kissing her hard at her doorstep. He met Induja ma’am on the way back. Induja froze on the spot; she dreaded facing him after he had seen her semi-naked reflection in the classroom.

“Hello ma’am,” said Aamir.

“Hi Aamir,” replied Induja without meeting his eyes.

“I actually came here to meet you,” said Aamir. Induja braced herself for what was coming and stood with shaking fists. “I wanted to ask you about that tuition I mentioned that I wanted.”

“Oh…oh,” said Induja relieved that it wasn’t about the other day. “You can come from tomorrow, six-o-clock sharp.”

After a day full of fucking in the hotel Rashmi and Mr. Dutt walked into the private jet. Mr. Dutt was elated after his penis started working due to her loving kisses. Maybe that was what sets her apart from the other girls he had fucked. She enjoyed fucking with him unlike them.

As they sat down on their seats, Rashmi was surprised to find it was filled with three girls who had occupied the corner seats and another man who was sitting next to one of the girls. Patel, the bald man who was to be convinced to invest in their company came to greet them and after few words with Mr. Dutt turned to her.

“Well Rashmi, you’ve been inside this jet before,” said Patel, “but let me formally welcome you aboard my flying brothel.”

Rashmi gulped as she realized that the women sitting in the corners were prostitutes. There was only one thing so many men and women could do in a brothel.

To be continued..

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Hello to all the horny and sexy people out there! All good?! I know everything is amazing coz you are on a website where we experience the uttermost pleasure when we actually read the amazing stories here on Indian Sex Stories dot net! The title itself gives an instant boner and I know pussies get totally wet! This is my first sex story! Lets cut all the crap, here we go!

It all started when I was doing diploma in Bangalore. I was 18, last year to be precise. Reaching the heights of sexual feelings & desires, I was into porn and of course, Indian Sex Stories dot net which at least made me cool down from all the tension a little bit. Hehe! But although I really wanted to have sex I was just going nuts, luck wasn’t on my side.

I came to the even semester, it was the first class of that sem and entered the woman who anybody wishes to fuck no matter what. Literally, I was awestruck. She was in a rose-red saree, entered miss Lathika!(name changed), that perfect round boobs, the whitish complexion, woah, it was like a sexual breeze that went past me.

Trust me, every guy in the class was speechless, fuck. That moment I wanted to rip her blouse, bend her over, lift the saree and fuck her brains out. She was stunning, I came back to my senses n luckily I was sitting on the very first bench. Got a full view of her assets. I don’t know why I’m attracted to older woman.

Anyways, she introduced herself n told that she’ll be taking a subject for this sem, I was so happy! She started the class with the basic concepts but my attention was nowhere in the subject, I was playing some other story in my mind.

The class went on for an hour and she took a leave. On the very first day, she gave an assignment. As I was sitting in the front row she told me to collect all the assignments and keep it on her table the next morning, I just nodded my head.

Damn, I was so turned on, she was the talk among my classmates the rest of the day, we came to know that she’s engaged, n we cursed the lucky bastard who wud have the luck to fuck her.Then classes ended, I came back home thinking about her, got a boner I jerked off moaning her name. “Lathikaaa.Lathikhaa. (when it oozed out, ahhhh) ultimate pleasure!

Eagerly waited for the next day, I collected all the assignments and went to her table, fully excited. But to my bad luck, she wasn’t there. I waited around a corner, n there she arrived! She was in a green saree. Damn. Boner was on!!! I went it, the convo started.

Me: good morning ma’am
Her: morning
Me: ma’am here are the assignments that you had told me to collect.
Her: (with a smile) oh, good job, so obedient huh? She asked
Me: well it’s my duty ma’am (I was full on trying to impress her with my sincerity)
Her: good boy!

And I left ahead to my class. Shit, I decided no matter what I wish to at least try to become her pet, later in the afternoon she arrived, I wish with a big smile on my face. She smiled back and proceeded with the lecture, n I got down to my starting business, the class ended.

She told that she might not come tomorrow as she had some work n left, just then she came back and called me out. I went, “Yes ma’am”, she replied, “Lohan, give me your number, I’ll let you know if I’ll be coming tomorrow or not,”, oh yes. Ludoo foota! I gave her my number. She gave a missed call n I saved her number. Clg ended, came back home.

Awaiting.I got a call from her saying she won’t be coming, so I was sad, yet I rushed through WhatsApp and saw her display picture. Wow wow wow!! Jerked off two times that night. I texted her good nite ma’am, waited for the reply, but there was nothing, so I slept. So in the morning when I saw, I had a reply from her, I wished her in the morning, slowly we started to chat through, hi hellos to some personal talks.

Within two months we became pretty close. There was a sweet bond. Chats went until 1 AM sometimes. I was making her laugh at times, which brought a smile on her face whenever she saw me. Then one night I asked her. When is your marriage (as she was engaged) she said? I’m not sure about this wedding.

My fiance is a chain smoker n drinks a lot.And her family forced as she was from a typical Kannada family. I felt sad for her. Then, I texted a joke and she was happy. Then, all of sudden she texted, ” you are really a sweet guy, your girl will be lucky” I felt, this is it. Go for it my gut told. I replied. ” I wish that girl was you,” she saw it, but there was no reply. Then, a minute later she,”Awww cutie, that’s so sweet of you, if you were my age I would have married you” she replied.

Damn, that was it. I said ” yes, I wish, if you were my wife, I wud look after you like a queen,” she “Awww sweet!” me” can I ask you something?” she” sure” me”I really like you, and I become really horny when I see you, you are so sexy and beautiful, I wish to have sex with you,” my heart was pounding. She said, “Oh, is it?” me” yes, I wanna fuck you so hard!!” she went offline. I thought I screwed up. I couldn’t sleep.

I was so angry with myself, I thought I broke her trust. I went to her table, and I apologized, she closed the door and slapped me in the face. I was stunned! Literally, my hands were shaking, she said” you idiot, what took you so long to tell it?!” within I could understand what was happening. She held my color, pulled me, n gave a strong kiss, almost bit my lips off. She was horny as hell. I cud feel the heat of her body.

My dick was fully erect, we kissed for a good 5 mins, I pulled her saree, ripped her blouse, bent her over, lifted her saree. Put my dick in her asshole. It was very tight, yet, I just bumped my dick as hard as possible. She yelled. Lohaaaaan!!! I had covered her mouth. Ahhh what a feeling. I rammed her in and out. As hard as possible. She nearly passed out. I was a wild animal.

As I had watched enough porn, I did everything that I desired, spanked her hard. Pulled and pressed her boobs so hard! Few drops of milk from boobs oozed, she was going nuts. I was going in n out, full thrusts. Faaap, faap, that sound! She moaned with utter pleasure, ahh ahh ahh, lohan. Don’t kill me. Ahh ahh. I turned her over. Sucked her boobs. She sad on the table.

I spread her legs. She somehow managed to pull a condom she had brought, put it on me and I just fucked the hell out of her pussy, she was so warm inside. N filled with love juice. She pulled my hair and kissed, fucked her in missionary, I sensed that I was about to cum, she said I want to drink it, I pulled out the condom, she took my dick in her mouth, gave a blowjob and I came inside her mouth.

Woah! It was an amazing feeling. Everything happened in a span of 15 mins, as it was my first time. I was in beast mode. Both of us were fully exhausted. I kissed her again, she told. ” lohan. You cud have killed me.” I said next time I will. So we ended up having sex regularly in college, at her home. This is an unconventional story, which was a fair bit of love lust fantasy etc.

I hope you enjoyed the sex story! If any woman out there wants to meet up, let me know, trust me, I am a good looking guy, and safety of your identity is on me. You can give me your feedback on [email protected], cheers!

Hi, Indian Sex Stories dot net readers, First, being a noobie author here, let me introduce myself. You can call me Jaime(name changed), and I’m 24 years old, a Kochi based software professional. I have been a regular reader of Indian Sex Stories ever since I got my first 2G mobile connection. I always wanted to write a sex story for Indian Sex Stories but I was determined that I will write only real life experiences here. So I was waiting for something to happen all these years until now. 🙂

So here goes my first attempt. Since it’s a debut sex story, please excuse the flaws and let me know how to improvise myself. 🙂 You can reach me at [email protected]. So here it goes folks.

Ever since I started living in Kochi in 2015, I was longing for a rendezvous with a hooker. (Everyone at my age might have the same feeling). But I was too afraid to put that desire forward or to call an escort, as I feared for the risks behind it. Also, my financial stability too was not so sound at that time when I started my life at Kochi. So hiring a hooker for a night or even an hour was something I couldn’t afford.

So I chained my desires by boarding crowded city buses and rubbing dick against cooperative aunties and jerking off. ;). Forgot to tell you I have a weakness to healthy aunties or milfs, whatever you call them. Married women in the 30-40 age gap are always my first preference to jerk off. They are experienced and they know how to do it :). As they say, everything changes with time. By the beginning of 2017, I became financially stable and independent. And I started loosing the chain on desires.

And thus this incident took place on one fine day of July 2017. That was a very calm day at the office. I had enough time to think naughty that day. I decided to play the next level to satisfy myself. I checked my account balance -1.5 lakhs. That’s a fairly good amount, why don’t I contact an escort agency? At least I can find out the market rates -I thought. After a decent search in Locanto, I shortlisted 6 contact numbers of different escort agencies that seemed genuine. By afternoon I was all set.

I had already taken a secret secondary mobile number 2 days back then. I registered a WhatsApp account with that number and I contacted those agencies from that number.

This was the query I forwarded to every one of them, ‘Hai, I’m from Kochi, looking for 30-38 housewives for a full night, do you have any?’. By that day evening, I got replies from 3 of those numbers. In that one reply sounded very genuine.The reply was this, ‘ Yes sir, we have. Please call me at this number for further details. ‘ I thought deeply for that night and decided to try my luck.

Next day, I ringed that number twice and nobody answered. By evening I was about to give up but I decided to try once again. This time somebody took the call. It was a man on the other side and he sounded harsh.

That guy: ‘Sir, we have all category woman here but if you are staying behind a secret WhatsApp profile and dealing like this, nothing is going to happen. If you really want to make this happen, come in person and I will be at Palarivattom signal tonight, call me once you reach.’

Me: ‘Yes that’s ok, but how can I trust you, how do I know it’s not a trap? How do I know you’ll not rob my money and dump me somewhere.? ‘
That guy: ‘Sir, we are not doing this for the first time, we have been in this field since years. We provide very safe service at a very reasonable price. If you are still not convinced I’ll give the phone to another person.’

I waited for the other person to start the conversation. ‘Hello..’ It was a woman! Now, believe me, speaking to a whore for the first time is a precious feeling. I couldn’t speak for a moment. Then, I said ‘hello.. do you have aunties in the 30-35 age limit?’

She said: ‘Yes sir, I myself is 35 years old. When do you want service, sir? ‘. I said, tomorrow, can I choose the person I want from a lot?’
She: ‘Sir sir, We’ll definitely send the profiles we have right now in your WhatsApp.’
Me: ‘Ok then, do it’

We hang up the phone and waited in WhatsApp. Exactly 2 minutes later I got 16 images from a number, I eagerly downloaded all images. In that, I instantly fell in love with a profile. The woman in that photo was wearing a Kerala saree. She was definitely a Malayali from her looks. She was lying in her bed and her posture was unbelievably sexy. She looked like Malayali actress Asha Aravind. Hot-middleaged-Malayali- and saree. What a combo. She is a sex bomb. I replied to that photo and asked what’s her price for a full night. I got the reply from the number ‘Just 10k for a full night service, sir’.

Great, that’s a deal. I replied ‘There is a slight change in programme, I want her for tonight. Not tomorrow. Can you arrange ?’

Reply: ‘sure sir, please come to Palarivattom signal and came in this number today at 7 pm’

I couldn’t believe whats going on. I left office early and waited at the signal for 7 pm. At exact seven pm, I called that number and said I’m waiting here. A man’s voice replied look for a red Qualis near you. I looked around and found one Qualis parked in the shade of a building is not so visible way. As I approached the car, it blinked ita headlight two times as a signal.

A man opened the door and asked me to get in. As I got into the car, it moved along the villa’s direction with me. There were two persons in the car. One person started the conversation by telling me the details. He said we will move to the apartment now and Suma madam is waiting there. (I came to know that Suma is the name of that person I chose) and I need to pay the amount fully in advance once I’m convinced with Suma madam.

We reached at the apartment around 7:30 pm. It was a house which looked haunted. We entered the house and a person locked the road. One person guided me to the first floor. There was a locked room. He opened that room. There she was, a gorgeous woman in her late 35s, wearing a Kerala saree, beautifully polished toenails, high heels, a seductive naughty smile on her face!

I didn’t think for another second gave the amount fully entered the room and locked it. I looked at Suma from top to bottom, she is standing there wearing that same smile she had before, her hands cross fingered in her front. She was stunning. I asked her to sit there and decreased the AC temperature to 17℃.

I took a small bundle of 500 rupee notes from my pocket and placed it on the table there. ‘Let’s play a little game to make this session interesting and unforgettable. There are 10 notes of 500 in this. I’ll give the whole of it to you, but only one note at a time’ 🙂

Suma looked confused. I clarified, ‘ Each time you satisfies me, you’ll get 1 of his notes and if you are good enough in this game, you can grab all of these before morning. I’ll give you a clue to win all this, Open all your holes for me and submit yourself. 😉 ‘

From her face, I can read that she is very much interested. I continued, ‘Sir Lets start?’. Without hesitation, with a beautiful smile, she said ‘Yes!’ and winked at me. ‘Good’, I said.

I sat on the bed and asked her to sit too. She came near me, I felt her smell. I was experiencing a woman’s scent for the first time. I was closely watching her movements, what she is going to do to satisfy me. She then came more near to me, stood right in front of me. Placed her hands around my shoulder, and without thinking sat on my lap. 😉

She was a bit too heavy for me, oh I forgot to mention her structure. She must be 34-30-36, a perfect round ass.

She was a bit too heavy for me, but my dick was too strong by then so that she could have felt that it in his ass. She was looking right into my eyes and smiling. She started moving her ass slowly to activate my dick further. ‘How does it feel?’ She asked. ‘aah…I’m on cloud9 ‘, I replied. She started moving her ass even faster and as I was about to cum, she stopped.

She kneeled down in front of me in saree and dropped down the zip of my jeans, inserted her hand inside and felt the bulge over my jockey. She was checking if my dick was fully on. She looked into my eyes and smiled, said ‘it’s a big one ‘ and winked ;). She unbuttoned my jeans and dropped it down along with the jockey. I stood up and allowed her to do whatever she wishes. She holds my dick in her hand and slowly massaged it.

The first time a woman touching my dick, it was hard than ever! She slowly moved her head towards it, kissed it. Gently opened her mouth and started swallowing it. I placed my hand on her head and gently pushed it towards me, ‘Aah…Ohh…Good…Keep doing this. Don’t stop! I was enjoying it to the fullest. She swallowed and licked it and then increased the speed. I couldn’t hold it for long, I was coming.. I told her, she said, ‘don’t hesitate, shoot it right inside.Mmm…’. I didn’t wait for another moment, loaded her mouth with my cum, a little was shot over her beautiful face.

She wiped it with her finger which had her wedding ring on it and licked it fully. With that my dick went down she cleaned it nicely with her tongue and I laid on the bed. She lied beside holding my dick in her hand so that she could know when I ready for next round and start next session without wasting time.

I asked her to take a note of that bundle. 🙂 That’s the end of the first session of the sex story and that’s how she won her first 500 rupee note. There are 9 more remaining. Keep supporting me in this email [email protected], so that I know I have good readers and motivate me to tell how she won all those 10 notes. 😉

Hello, guys and girls, my name is Samira Shaikh and I am 22 and I live in Mumbai, I am new to this site. I have read many stories here and by reading all of it, I thought of writing my own sex story which happened to me during my college days. So if you like please email me on [email protected] about your feedbacks.

I was always an open-minded girl during my school days and even had some kissing experience with some of the boys from my school and from my building but it didn’t get any further to sex. I was always curious about sex and I used to search the internet for it. After my 10th the result came good and I got admission in a good college and I was happy to be there as I made lots of friends and used to hang out with them. I even took part in drama function and from there my life changed.

I did my role in drama and when it was over, I came behind and was looking for a room to change as the girl’s washroom was full, so I looked and saw that the storeroom was empty and no one was there, so I closed the door and started changing my dress, little did I know that our college peon was there too looking for something. I didn’t notice him and I got dressed and came out in top and jeans and closed the door behind and came to my friends.

After that day, the peon started giving me weird looks, he always used to see me from top to bottom in a sexy way and it would give me creep but I used to ignore it and just like this two months passed but it continued.

One day after the college was over I went to girl washroom to get fresh and the peon came after me I asked him ‘tum yaha kya kar rahe ho’ (what are you doing here in girl washroom) he said ‘tumse baat karni hai isliye aaya bohot din se krni thi baat per nahi ho paa rahi thi isliye abhi asse aana pada’ (I wanted to talk to you for a long time but was unable to that’s why I came like this to talk to you)

He just finished his sentence and showed me his mobile in which he had a video of mine changing clothes and it was from the drama day when I was in store room changing my clothes, I was shocked by seeing myself in his mobile, I asked him please delete it but he wasn’t in the mood to listen. I begged him to delete but he wasn’t listening to me, he was just smiling and was looking at me.

I then asked him what he want while begging him to delete it, he smiled and said he wanted to have sex with me and do whatever he says me to do, I was shocked and stunned by hearing this, he was our college peon who was double than my age at that time, I said I can’t have sex with him but he said if I wouldn’t he would show this video to all in the college and it would cost me my reputation and my image in college would go down and I would not be able to show my face to anyone in my college.

I told him that I would need some time to think about it and he agreed and said that I have a day to think and tomorrow he wants an answer whether I am ready or not to do whatever he says I said okay and went home.

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After coming home, I straight went to my room and closed it and started crying. I was shocked, my mind wasn’t working at all. I didn’t have my dinner that day, next morning, I was afraid to go to college that I had to as I didn’t have any choice during all my lectures. I wasn’t present. I was constantly thinking about what will happen if I say yes and what will happen if I say no.

The college was over and everybody was leaving but I had to stay behind and meet him in the storeroom so I told my friends that I have to go to washroom you all can go I went inside college while I was walking towards the storeroom my legs were shaking and I was sweating and were afraid somehow I came near storeroom opened it and went inside, he was already there waiting for me, he asked me ‘why are you late you bitch’ I answered him that I had to get rid of my friends than he said okay.

He asked me again what is my decision, I was afraid mentally unstable I didn’t want to have sex with him but on the other hand I didn’t want my reputation to be spoiled by him so I said yes he asked me again I said I am ready to have sex with him and do whatever he says me to do.

He was happy to hear this he came close to me put his hand on my hip and planted a kiss on my lips. He then said from now you will be my personal slut whenever I call you, you should come, whatever I asked you to do you must do it, I nodded my head saying yes. He then took me to the back side of the college where there was an old watchman room and it was empty.

He took me there and grab me close to him and started kissing I was opposing him but he was strong and kept hold of me, his hands were exploring my back from top to bottom he grabbed my ass and pressed it hard due to which I moan loud and my mouth was open he then quickly spit his saliva in my mouth and told me to drink it, I drank it I was feeling ashamed as our college peon was exploring me, I was my college queen the centre of attention and now I was merely a peon’s slut.

He then removed my top and pressed my boobs over my bra as hard he could and I moaned loudly he kept kissing each of my boobs one by one he then unhooked my bra and freed my boobs and was looking at them with lustful eyes and I was looking down in shame he was enjoying himself and I was cursing my self that how could I do this to me.

He bites my nipples so hard that I started crying he than said shut up slut from now on you get used to it as it will go on for days, he then told me to be on my knees, I did my face was directly in front of his crotch area where there was a bulge, he told me to unzip it, I did he wasn’t wearing any undies as soon as I unzip it a big long snake type came out it was black with skin over its tip.

His dick was rock hard he then took my hand and placed it over his dick and said to stroke it. I started stroking his 6inch black dick for a while after some time he told me to take it in my mouth and suck. At first, I just planted a kiss in a disgusting manner on the tip of his dick, he then put his hand on my head and pushed his dick in my mouth and told me to suck.

At first, I was unable and was feeling disgusting but later he kept moving to and fro in my mouth for about 5 mins then he stopped told me to stand and remove my jeans which I did and I was standing in my panty in front of him, he then came close to me and removed the panty all by himself and told me to turn around, I was no facing my back to him.

He kept his hands on my ass cheeks and was massaging them pressing them as hard as he could and I was moaning in pain and little pleasure. He then told me to bend with the support of the wall and I did in the meantime he was spanking my ass and I was moaning which he liked, he then spat on his hand and put in on my virgin vagina and rubbed than he spread my legs and positioned himself and put the tip of his dick on my vagina with a little push the tip went in as I was a virgin.

So it was tight for his dick to enter and with a second hard push his whole dick was in me and a loud scream came out from me I was feeling like someone has just torn me from inside I was feeling pain by his each stroke he kept stroking me and his hands were pressing my boobs and he was kissing me on my back on my cheeks he kept saying me you are my slut my bitch I will fuck u daily you have to do whatever I say you to do, he kept fucking me for like 15 mins.

Tears were flowing from my eyes as I was being fucked by a mere peon, my legs were numbed I was unable to stand my hands were on the wall of the empty room, he kept fucking me for more 5 mins than he told me he is about to cum, I told him not to cum in me but he refused and loaded his cum inside my vagina he then removed his dick and told me to clean it with my mouth.

I went on my knees took his dick in my mouth and started to clean but he loaded his remaining cum inside my mouth and told me to drink it all, I had no choice but to drink it, I drank it all he then removed his dick wore his pants as I was sitting there naked on my knees all exhausted he quickly took a photo of me and said get dressed my slut there are many days to come.

As I got up his cum was coming out from my vagina, I somehow took gathered my clothes and got dress while his cum was still coming out did my hair and took my bag and was about to come out but he stopped me and said act normal don’t act as like you are exhausted, I tried to act normal came out of college gate till the main road took a taxi and came home, as soon as I came home I took a bath and was crying for what happened today and was afraid as he cum inside me.

I soon searched the net to be protected from pregnancy got to know about I-pill brought it and took it. This happened for almost whole college life but soon I started having feelings for him and I too enjoyed him. He fucked me in every corner if our college and he became my secret boyfriend and I got interested in old men from then.

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Hi, we’re back and we are ready with another sex story, this sex story is true to some extent as in the beautiful lady is real and the fantasies we share online with each other are really kinky and this is one of our chats. It involves Sona (name changed), me and she is pimped out by me to strangers for Rs. 200. This sex story involves, blowjob, handjob, deepthroat, cumshot inside and Sona being used like a whore by men on the streets.

Sona is a beautiful lady and she is married. They have a great marriage and she is a good wife too. She always had fantasies about selling her body to strangers not for money but just for the thrill. She thought about being used like a doll by those men without any regard for her as a woman.

They made her blow them hard, came on her body and fucked her hard like a whore being used. I just collected the money and jerked off watching those dirty street people using such a beautiful body any way they wanted. We had been chatting on the net for more than 6 months after she read my sex story.

She loved it and she started asking me questions about being a whore. She wants to be treated like a common whore by strangers and I am working on it to help her fulfill her fantasy. So enough about us now the story.

This involves her being used in a hotel room like a slut by strangers. She has her legs and hands tied to the bed with legs spread. I made her wear the blindfold till I introduced who I had got for her. I loved to see her expressions when she saw homeless men, she wanted to be fucked by them but still didn’t like looking at them or being close to them. So after all this time we finally met and she was beautiful, full figure body and horny.

I kissed her hard when I saw her for the first time and moved my hands all over her body, she got the idea and started kissing me and pulling me close to her. She was hot and awesome. We decided on a plan where we would go out of town any place far and then book a guest house where she would be used by all the strangers who were willing to pay caste, status, color didn’t matter.

She just wanted some strangers cock inside her fucking her hard. So I made sure she had her bath and wore very short skirt about 12 inches above her knees. She had on a pair of stilettos and a lace top. She was ready and waiting for my instructions. So I thought of just walking outside and seeing who we could find the easiest. I walked maybe a half mile before I found a rickshaw puller sleeping on the road. I woke him and asked him for directions, he gave me the direction and I started talking to him.

He was a very nice guy and he seemed honest. He was about 65 or so, thin, dark skin coal black, and a deeply lined face from hard work in the sun. So without any hesitation, I asked him if he wanted to have some fun with a girl. He smiled and said, “Yeah would love to but you really think even a prostitute would fuck a poor rickshaw puller “. I looked at him and nodded my head. He said, “Although it’s been a long time I saw a woman naked or even her boobs”. I looked at him and smiled.

I said “See I know you’re a nice guy and I want to help you. Do you have Rs. 150, I usually charge more for my girl but I like you.” he smiled at me and took out the money. Before handing it to me he said he wanted to see her photo. I took out my phone and he glanced at Sona pic showing her figure. His mouth hung open looking at her skin color, he boobs, her slim waist. He liked what he saw and we agreed to go back to the room. Before we left I asked him if he got hard, he said he did but I insisted that he show me.

He smiled and patted his waist cloth, he had a boxer which was torn. He started massaging his cock in front of me and it started getting hard. His cock when erect was about 5 inches and thin, black but it was clean. I nodded at him and I called Sona before we were about to come to get ready and to wear a blindfold. We reached the guest house in his rickshaw and we reached our room. I had ordered her to sit on the sofa in her mini skirt and heels.

His mouth was literally hanging open. He gave me a very very wide grin mixed with animal lust. He was already erect and wanted to ravish her right there and then. I stopped him and told him to wait. I told Sona to take off her blindfold but keep her eyes closed till ordered. She obeyed and took off her blindfold so the rickshaw puller her first customer for the night could see her beautiful face clearly.

He loved her and it was showing. I ordered Sona to go to the bed and lie down. I took out handcuffs and secured her hands and legs to the bedpost with her legs spread. The old rickshaw puller came over and started to help. He took her legs and after cuffing them he started running his hands over her legs and thighs. I loved her thighs and they were firm and thick.

We tied her together and we stood back just admiring her body. He turned to me and said, “Oh my god, these legs are even better than some of the sexy models I have seen in photos.” I couldn’t have agreed more and told him so. I then asked him if he would mind if I stayed and watched. He said, “Just because you got me this angel, you can do whatever you want, I will suck your cock too if you want.” I was more than happy to take him up on his offer. He turned towards her and kept staring.

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Then he turned and came towards me. He asked me if I had a condom. I had 4 and gave him one. He took the condom, removed the wrapper and took my sleeping cock out of my jeans. He was very bold and it surprised me. I decided to go with the flow and started enjoying his hands making me erect. This old rickshaw puller was on the floor in front of me giving me a hand job, I loved it.

He took the condom and spread it over my erect cock. He started stroking my cock up and down giving me a slow hand job. I had my eyes closed and was enjoying this homeless dirty old rickshaw puller stroking my cock and suddenly without any indication, he took my cock in his hand taking it all inside his mouth. I was in heaven, he kept moving it in and out of his mouth.

I put my hand on his head and started pushing his head further on my cock. My cock was in his mouth completely and I was fucking it. I started to realize that I was gonna cum and he increased his speed taking my cock in and out of his mouth.

I came and I held my cock completely inside his mouth as I came. I pushed him back and smiled at him, taking the condom off I thanked him. It seemed as if he knew how to suck cock. I asked him and he nodded, he had been giving and getting blowjobs on the streets as almost no women wanted to be with them. I was spent and content and now it was his turn to be satisfied.

He went to the bed near her mouth and said “Are you ready for a strangers cock. You like strangers don’t you, then you’re gonna love mine” saying that he came close to her and took off all his clothes. His skin was dark all over and he was very thin, almost like a skeleton. His cock was black like an Africans but small and thin. It was about 4 inches erect and maybe an inch in width.

Yep, he wasn’t as hung as I had thought but it didn’t make a difference big or small we had taken the money. Sona was tied on the bed and the rickshaw puller had one hand on his cock and with the other, he was stroking her beautiful face. His hands and cock were a contrast of opposite colors. Sona was white as snow whereas this dirty old man was as black as coal. I found this very exciting.

He was stroking her face and he started moving his hands down her body. He touched her boobs and fondled them once before moving further. He caressed her stomach and his hands went down to her pussy. His black hand was on her pussy rubbing it from the top. He kept rubbing her pussy till she got wet for him. He winked at me when he saw she was getting wet. Sona had the blindfold on and he took his cock in his hand moving it near her mouth.

“You will suck my cock you rich bitch and I will fuck your rich pussy hard tonight.” when she didn’t say anything he brought his cock even closer to her and ordered her to open her mouth but before he could do that I gave him 2 condoms and asked him to put both on. He didn’t like it but he didn’t refuse it.

He put his condom on and came near her lips again. His cock touched her lips and Sona opened her mouth for that small black cock. She didn’t know whose cock it was but she obeyed. She opened her lips to take that small cock in and without any second being lost the old rickshaw puller brutally thrust all of his cocks into Sona’s mouth.

She gasped as all of it went into her mouth and tried to back away but the rickshaw puller anticipating the move out his hands behind her head and forced his cock into her throat. Sona was struggling and the old man was enjoying her struggle. He kept moving Sona’s head up and down on his cock hard. His pounding picked up speed and his cock was like a piston going in and out of Sona’s mouth hard.

She could do nothing except endure the punishment, she was being given like a sex doll being used. His pounding became just really hard thrusts and in 4 or 5 thrusts he shot his load into the condoms. He was spent but he had a smile on. I am fucking sure that he enjoyed the rough sex. Sona still had the blindfold on and we sat on the floor near her. The rickshaw puller took off his condoms and we both sat naked on the floor.

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The fatigue that accompanied the five ours of rickety bus journey vanished the moment I saw my granny at the door. She hugged me at the doorstep, crushing her gigantic tits against my chest, while my hands freely explored her back. Granny let go of the hug and kissed my cheeks and my forehead hastily, “It took you so long to visit your old granny, huh?” she asked, between the affectionate kisses.

In the five years since I had seen her, granny had only managed to grow more beautiful. Except for a few extra wrinkles on her face, and her hair turning greyer, she stayed the same. Her fit figure was inviting as ever, her voluptuous boobs still stretched the limits of her blouse, and her lips were just as full.

“I was too busy with college stuff granny, sorry,” I said, snapping out of admiring her beauty.

She ran her hands all over my face and hair, praising me. “You’ve grown so handsome. You remind me so much of your grandfather” she said and kissed my cheeks again.

“And you are as beautiful as ever Ganga Devi,” I said. It was quite common for me to call granny by her name sarcastically, and she didn’t mind either, even if she sometimes mock slapped my hand.

“You haven’t changed one bit,” she said, leading me inside the house. “Aren’t you eating well? Look how thin you’ve become!” she said, concerned. “Muniyamma!” granny called out to our house help.

The 35-year-old Muniyamma came down from the kitchen, in a hurry, still holding the sambar ladle in her hand. She seemed happy to see me, and after a few pleasantries, Granny asked her to take my bags to my room. “You go take a bath, and I’ll make sure that the lunch is ready by the time you finish,” she said and left me with a peck on my cheek.

Granny, despite being in her late 50s had a good figure. She had been the sole caretaker of the house and the little farmlands that we had since grandfathers’ death 7 years ago. As a fiercely independent woman, she had refused to move in with us, and instead hired Lingayya and his wife Muniyamma to help her take care of the farm and the house, and continued to live her life with no compromises.

The lunch was ready by the time I had finished my bath, just as promised. It was nothing special, just a simple dal and rice, but it was well past my usual lunch hour, and the bus ride had worked up an appetite. Granny insisted on feeding me with her own hands, which I welcomed wholeheartedly.

Despite me being a teenager, she still treated me like a kid. This was okay for me to steal away a few squeezes of her ass, and rub my hand “accidentally” on her breasts, without her getting second thoughts, but it didn’t really improve my chances of sticking my dick inside her pussy.

Ever since I hit puberty, I had thought of granny as a beautiful woman. I had spent countless nights thinking of her, imagining making love to her, and ejaculating hundreds of handfuls of cum for her.

There were many times when I would call her for no reason, and jerk off slowly while talking to her over the phone. As days passed my lust for her only increased, and over the years I had imagined fucking her in every way possible. Yet, looking at her in flesh and blood still made my dick happy.

There was still light outside by the time I was done with lunch. Granny had fed me a little too much, despite my insistence, and I felt like walking it off a bit. So I expressed my desire to go visit our farms. “No!” granny denied my request, “look how fiercely the sun is beating down. You can go after a couple of hours. I’ll also finish my work here, and accompany you” she said and got back to washing the vessels.

I hugged granny from the back, pressing my semi-hard cock onto her shapely ass. “Please granny, let me go. I’ll be back soon” I said holding her waist. My hand slowly moved across her bare flesh, and I started squeezing her. My dick started growing in size, and I shamelessly pressed it into her ass. “Please, Ganga Devi” I pleaded.

“Idiot!” granny said, as she freed herself from me. “All your grandfather’s antics.” She giggled. “Okay wait for a couple of minutes, let me at least finish washing these vessels,” she said and pushed me out of the kitchen.

Tired of waiting, I went ahead while granny promised to follow me soon. “Do you remember the way to the farm?” granny asked from inside the kitchen.

“Yes, Granny” I replied.

“Be careful, I’ll be right behind you?” she said, as she bid me off.

There was still a couple of hours before twilight, and the fields and the roads were still void of people. Since it was close to harvest, people would generally stay home in the afternoon, enjoy a nap and return to the fields at night to keep wild animals and thieves from destroying the farms.

The farms were lush with growth, ready to be harvested. It was wonderful to see granny’s blood and sweat show such wonderful results, it even made me quite proud of her doing this all single-handed, with help from Lingayya of course.

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Despite having only a few acres of land, we had our own well in the far corner of the fields. Next to the well was a little brick shed which housed some of the farming supplies and the water pump, which was used to irrigate the fields.

As I stood admiring the field, I thought I heard something. As I listened closely, I heard a faint, muffled noise as if someone was crying in pain. I followed the sound, which led me to the little shed house. Slowly, I crept up and peeped in from the little window on the side.

Muniyamma was lying down on the hard concrete floor with her saree pushed up to her waist, while her husband rammed his dick into her pussy. She was biting down on her pallu, which was bunched up, to stifle out the cries. Her blouse open, and Lingayya’s mouth was busy sucking on the inflamed nipple on her left breast, Muniyamma grabbed her husband’s ass tightly as if trying to get him to push his dick deeper into her thirsty pussy.

Muniyamma bit into her husband’s shoulder, trying to stifle her uncontrollable moans. This seemed to arouse Lingayya even more, as he increased the speed of his thrusts and was jackhammering into his wife’s pussy.

That was the last straw. After such sexual stimulation since afternoon, I couldn’t bear it any longer. So I unzipped my pants and freed my erect dick from the confines of my pants and started to stroke it slowly as I watched the rasaleela of my maid and her husband.

I was so immersed in my act that I didn’t notice my granny come up to me. “What are you doing?” she whispered into my ears, alarming me. Granny immediately put her hand on my mouth and took me aside.

“I… I’m sorry granny… it’s just that… I was here and… they were…” I started mumbling incoherently. Granny didn’t seem to be concentrating, instead, she seemed to be looking down at the ground. I followed her gaze and my dick was still out in the open, semi-erect, but still had a lot of life in it. I immediately put it inside and zipped up. “Sorry granny, I’m really sorry” I apologized. Granny looked away flustered as if embarrassed to be caught staring shamelessly at my dick.

“What were you doing there? Don’t you know it’s wrong?” she said and dragged me towards home.

“But I want to see the fields!” I protested.

“You’ve seen enough,” she said, briskly walking along the empty road.

I walked close to granny, with my hands brushing against hers occasionally, sometimes by accident and sometimes deliberately. Granny was wearing a simple cotton saree with large flower prints, and a matching green blouse. I knew she was not wearing any bra because I had felt her up that afternoon. Her unrestrained breasts jiggled with her each step, which I enjoyed watching her from the corner of my eyes.

“Walk faster” she would chastise me every time I held back, and I would run up to speed but fall back soon after to enjoy seeing her sexy ass swaying as she walked.

“You are such a pervert,” granny said as soon as we enter the house. “Is this what they’ve taught you in college?” she said.

“I’m sorry granny” I apologized, “but…”

“No buts” she cut me off mid-way, “taking that thing out in the field… if someone had seen you, what would have happened to our reputation?” she said, feeling ashamed.

“I’m sorry Ganga Devi.” I held both her hands, “It won’t happen again, okay?” I pulled granny closer to me, “but you liked it right?” I asked nonchalantly.

“Like what?” she said, genuinely confused.

“This,” I said, and pulled her closer to press my erect cock against her and started humping her, while I laughed.

Granny immediately understood what I was talking about and her face turned bright red in embarrassment. She immediately freed herself from me and covered her pallu over her shoulder and turned away, hiding her shy smile.

“I saw the way you looked at it,” I said, trying to put my hand on her shoulder.

“I was not trying to look at anything,” she said and turned further away from me. I lunged forward and hugged her when we heard the main door open and we heard Muniyamma calling out my Granny.

Muniyamma was decent again, but I couldn’t take the image of her butt naked, getting rammed by her husband on the floor of that little shed in the fields.

“Why are you so late?” Granny asked her as if she didn’t know why Muniyamma was late.

“No madam, my husband asked me to lend him a hand in the field work,” she said. I was sure she lent him more than a hand. Granny was flustered and it showed on her face. “Okay fine, go inside and get the dinner ready” she instructed her, while she retired to her bedroom. I promptly followed her hoping for some action.

“Where are you coming?” She asked.

“I’m really tired granny, let me take a nap in your room,” I said, yawning, trying to sneak in.

“No!” she squealed. “I have to take a bath now, go out. Go!” she pushed me out and locked the door.

Granny took her own sweet time in the bathroom. She finally came out of the bathroom, looking like a fresh flower adorned in the morning dew. Her salt and pepper hair was damp, dripping water droplets on her back.

The water had turned the back of the blouse translucent and there was no trace of a bra strap. It was my lucky day. She was wearing a nice thin cotton saree that complemented her light pink blouse.

The next couple of hours seemed to pass very slowly. I couldn’t find a place to jerk off, and I didn’t want to either. I wanted granny to satisfy me. The three of us had our dinner soon after, and Muniyamma left for the day.

Granny and I were sitting on the couch watching tv to pass the time, but neither of us was interested in what was playing on the tv.

“Lingayya stays at the fields all night,” granny said suddenly.

“What?” I asked, turning to her.

“He stays has to stay in the fields all night before harvest, so he doesn’t go home. So, they… um…” granny couldn’t find the right words. But I understood.

“Oh! Ok, ok.” I said and pretended to go back to watching tv. “So, he never goes home at night?” I asked after a little while.

“No”

“I mean, he might. After all, it only takes a few minutes” I said, winking at her.

“You are impossible,” granny said and giggled shyly.

I laid down on granny’s lap, and she started to stroke my hair. “Granny,” I interjected the silence, “you know since grandfather’s death, how have you been managing your desires?”

“What?” she asked confused.

“I mean, Lingayya satisfies Muniyamma in the shed, right. So, what about you?” I asked looking up at her.

Granny stopped stroking my head and looked annoyed. “Uff, is this the way to talk to your grandmother? You have worsened so much. I should complain to your parents.”

“Ya, you can complain to them later, now tell me.” I insisted, pressing my head against her waist. Her thin, translucent saree did little to hide her fleshy wait. I could see her juicy, deep navel as if inviting me.

Granny kept quiet and continued to watch the tv while giggling to herself.

“Tell me, Ganga Devi, what do you do when you’re in the mood?” I asked and squeezed her soft tit. She let out a small moan and immediately tried to cover it by clearing her throat.

“Tell me, tell me” I started poking her tits. I could feel her nipples growing in size, poking out of her blouse.

“Uff… get up. Go to bed, it’s late” she tried to get me off her lap, but I wouldn’t budge.

“Do you have a secret lover?” I prodded, “You can tell me, I won’t tell anyone. I promise” I said.

“No man can be half as good as your grandfather,” she said and giggled. I inched forward and started to kiss her navel. Granny’s hands started to tremble and she began grabbing my hair in an erotic manner.

I turned around to have better access to granny and held her waist firmly. My tongue traced granny’s navel from behind the veil of her thin saree. Granny pulled me closer and pushed my head deeper into her waist. It only encouraged me more and I started smooching her saree. I slowly pulled out the saree folds in her waist and tried to grab her pussy.

Granny shuddered as my hand touched her bare skin. She seemed to come to her mind and pushed me aside. “Now go to bed,” she said, and walked to her bedroom, holding her dishelved saree in her hand.

I went into my room, unsure of how to take care of my raging hard-on. It was a warm night, so I removed my pants and got into bed wearing just my boxers and a t-shirt. I tossed and turned around unable to sleep. The lust in my heart needed to be quenched.

I tiptoed into granny’s room, hoping to continue where we left off.

“What happened? Couldn’t you sleep?” granny asked the moment I opened the creaky door.

“Can I sleep with you tonight, Granny?” I asked, innocently, shamelessly displaying the tent in my loose boxers. “Yes… yes, come” granny said, moving a bit aside and making way for me on her bed.

We both were lying down closely, facing each other. Granny had put her hand on my shoulder and was patting me, I put my hand on her ass and pulled her closer to me. Granny let out a little gasp but didn’t protest.

I started grinding into granny’s hips while my mouth explored her big tits. I pulled her pallu aside, which gave me unrestricted access to her huge spongy tits. I started out slowly, kissing and licking her over the blouse, and soon I was mauling her breasts with my mouth, biting and sucking them like there was no tomorrow.

Lust seemed to take over granny’s senses as well. She pressed my head closer to her bosom and began caressing my hair wildly. She made no attempts to stifle her cry and moans, which were like music to my ears.

With my free hand, in sloppily unhooked her blouse, freeing her swollen tits. Her nipples were like big resins, juicy, tender and inviting. I ran my fingers over her tits, taking extra time to caress her nipples and areolas. Granny pulled me closer, sticking her nipples deep inside my mouth. “Ughhh..” she moaned, as I licked her nipple with the tip of my tongue. Pretty soon, granny’s tits were drenched in my saliva.

My hands slowly made their way south, fondling granny’s fleshy waist and fingering her deep navel for a while as she squirmed. I put my knee in between granny’s thighs, and hiked up her saree, as I lifted my leg. Granny wasn’t wearing any panties, and as soon as my naked knee touched her dripping pussy, she shuddered a bit. And bit her lips in ecstasy. Soon, instincts took over and she held my leg between her thighs firmly and started grinding her pussy on my knee.

My hard dick felt like it was about to burst out of my boxers. I took granny’s free hand in mine and guided it inside the waistband of my boxers. Granny seemed to familiarize herself with the male anatomy as she stroked her fingers along the veiny shaft of my hard dick. She pulled down the foreskin and gave my dick a little squeeze. Her soft palms felt heavenly against my sensitive penis head.

I soon kicked off my boxers, giving her unhindered access to my love shaft. The fingers of my left hand replaced my knee, as I was knuckling deep inside her wet, juicy pussy. A young man in his sexual prime and a woman who should have been devoid of all sexual needs pleasuring each other like teenagers.

My fingers explored the insides of her soft wet pussy, stroking and massaging each nook and cranny, and as far as my fingers could reach. Both of us had gone beyond the point of no return. I ripped open her saree and her petticoat, rendering her completely naked except for her half-open blouse. Granny pushed me aside, and drew her knees up to her chest, her naked skin covering the rest of her naked skin. I was kneeling, just a few inches from her, my dick pointing directly at her.

I spat on my dick and started stroking it slowly, looking directly into granny’s eyes. Granny loosened up, and let her feet rest on either side. As her thighs parted, so did the lips of her pussy, as if inviting me to stick my dick inside her. I had other plans.

I knelt down, and let my tongue trace the outline of her pussy.

“Oh, my god!” Granny moaned, biting her lower lips. Her hands automatically grabbed my hair for support. “Even your grandfather never…” she stopped mid-sentence, moaning and squirming under me, while my tongue slid in and out of her pussy.

My hands reached up, and I started playing with her nipples and tits. squeezing them, pinching them to my heart’s content while my tongue pleasured her pussy. I pushed my head into her pussy so that my nose was rubbing her clit, while my mouth was busy sucking and tongue fucking her pussy. Granny let out a louder gasp.

I could feel her pussy tighten and stiffen under me. Pretty soon, I could feel her ass arch up from the bed, while my face tried to push her down. I focused my attention on her swollen clit, sucking on it like I had sucked on her nipples. Soon, granny exploded her love juices all over my chin and my neck, with my face held firmly between her thighs. I lapped up as much as I could, while granny loosened up.

When I peeped my head up, I saw an exhausted and spent granny, relaxing. Her naked breasts heaved up and down to match her panting, heavy breaths. I laid down there and continued to lick her and clean her up. Granny giggled once in a while when she felt my tongue tickle her pussy lips, and continued to lovingly caress my hair.

Granny unfurled her knotted hair, spreading out her long, soft mane, littered with grey hair on the pillow. She removed her blouse, threw it aside and beckoned me with a flick of her finger. Pure animalistic instincts took over as I pushed granny on her back, pinned her down and started kissing her in mad lust. My hips bucking against her saree clad waist, while my lips, tongue, and teeth licked, kissed and sucked on every bare inch of her wrinkled skin. “Ouch! Slowly!” she said, between her moans.

Every time I bucked my hips into hers, I could feel the heat radiating from the wet, satin folds of her pussy lips. She spread her legs apart, giving me better access to her. Soon, my dick made its way into granny’s pussy. The wetness in her cunt provided enough lubrication for my thick dick to slide in easily. With the very first stroke, my dick seemed to reach the deepest contours of her pussy.

Granny shuddered suddenly, as her sweet passage engulfed my shaft. I felt her wet, warm pussy fit my dick like a snug glove. It seemed like I could stay inside her forever. I held her for a moment, as she held me. Both of us unmoving, enjoying the stillness, anticipating the just that was to occur between our genitals.

After a few moments, I started to fuck her, burying my dick deep inside her, sliding back, and then ramming it back in. Granny matched my rhythm quite easily, and with every stroke, her fingers gripped my bare back extra tightly.

“Oh, fuck me, baby… yes…” she moaned. “It’s been so long since I felt a man between my legs. Fuck me, darling, fuck your granny!!” she moaned, as she bit her sexy lips. I held her frail body tightly, crushing her boobs underneath my chest and jackhammered into her pussy.

“Slowly!! Slowly!!” She yelled, “aaahhhhh…” I didn’t care for her screams, as I continued to pound her pussy ruthlessly with my dick. Soon her pleas for mercy turned into moans of pleasure. Each time my dick rammed her insides, she let out an aphrodisiac yelp that seemed to make my dick stronger.

“You like that Ganga Devi?” I said, and gave her a sloppy kiss, sucking on her delicious tongue, and forcing my own tongue down her throat.

Soon, I felt the sudden surge from my balls, releasing in an eruption that filled my granny’s pussy with thick spurts of cum. I pitched my dick deep inside of her until every drop of cum drained into her pussy.

Both of us held each other, breathing heavily while my dick lost its prowess, and slid out of her pussy, limp and spent, draining out a thin stream of our love juices onto the bed sheet under her ass.
Slowly we both drifted off to sleep, excitedly looking forward to the possibilities our new relationship would bring us.

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Hey, people, we are back with another sex story. This sex story is partially real and some fantasy added to it. My ex-girlfriend was always interested in sex the kinkier the better. We had a few experiences with laborers, beggars and young boys.

It was all harmless fun and we had a great time doing it too. She was fair and about 5’5, long legs, curvy and had a cute face. Her figure was 36-30-36 and she looked good in any situation. We always shared our fantasies with each other and then fucked while talking about it. She loved to show off her body to strangers pretending an accident. We both loved the shock on their faces. It was priceless.

Well, this particular night we were on vacation in Shimla and we were about to reach a hotel when we saw construction workers on the road sitting around the fire. My girlfriend was horny as usual and we both looked at each winked. We now had a plan ready to have fun for the next few days. We reached the hotel dropped off our luggage and went back to meet the laborers.

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All three were old men maybe between 55 to 65, thin from working all day and black as coal because of the sun. We pretended to be lost so we parked near them and called out to them. One of them came over to my girlfriend side and looked at her first. She had changed into a micro mini skirt, heels, and top. The skirt barely covered her panty. The laborer was shocked and was looking with his mouth open.

He was horny that much was true but I called out to him and asked for directions. He looked at me and gave me the directions but I could see that he wanted more time to keep staring at my girlfriend so he kept telling as the way in a roundabout manner. We thanked him and tried to leave. As soon as I tried to start the car it stalled. It would not start and I out to take a look. I had done something to the car so that once stopped it won’t start easy.

I called the other laborers over and asked them to help give the car a push. They all came and all of them started staring at my girlfriend with lust in their eyes. I could imagine what was going through their head. They kept staring till I finally started the car. I got out to thank them and offered them money, they refused so I told them that dinner for them would be the least we could do for them.

They thanked me and got in the backseat. All three of them kept trying to get glances of my girlfriend and I could see it all from the rearview mirror. They were a horny bunch. We got to our guest house and we came inside the room. We made them sit on the floor and ordered food. We started talking and we found out that they were from the same village in mp and had come to make a living, barely.

We felt bad for them but on the other hand, we could use them too. We asked them to stay with us for the night as it was very cold outside.They were very grateful and we gave them space in the drawing room. We talked a bit more and my girlfriend had gone for a bath, she returned wearing baby doll lingerie in lace.

The laborer’s jaws dropped seeing her beautiful face and curvy figure, thick thighs. She smiled and said good night and they kept following her with their eyes till she entered the room. They were staring at her bubble butt. We went in and we knew we’d be in for a wild night today. I couldn’t sleep so I came out to where they were talking at night. I sat on the sofa and joined them.

I came to know they were called Ram, Vijay, and Vishnu. They were all hard workers and seemed to be good people. Eventually, the topic shifted to my girlfriend. They all commented that she was very beautiful and looked like a film star. I smiled nodded agreeing. Ram came out and said “You are very lucky sir, she is very beautiful”

Vishnu chimed in as well saying “Is she a model because that’s what she looks like” only Vishnu was quiet but he had a big smile on his face. They were taking the direction I wanted to take them to go for. I kept listening and smiling. I was talking to them and we started talking about sex. Obviously, being laborer they could only afford a street hooker for Rs. 150 or so and when they didn’t have money they would give each other blowjobs and handjobs. Finally, we were heading to my favorite topic.

I asked them how they felt about my girlfriend. All three of them smiled big and commented about my girlfriend. I could see they liked what they saw. I came out and asked them if they wanted to see her. They looked at me like I had grown a horn on my head but who could resist seeing a goddess on earth. I got up and told them to follow me into the room. They got up together and came to the room. My girlfriend was sleeping and she wasn’t aware of us that part would come in the morning.

She was wearing her baby doll lingerie and she wasn’t covered by a blanket showing her thighs and legs. All the 3 laborers stared at her sexy body until I asked them if they liked her. They smiled and started rubbing their hands over their cocks looking at her sexy thighs. I was loving that scene and didn’t interrupt them. They kept touching themselves through their trousers rubbing their cock up and down.

I was the first one to take my cock out and move my hands on it up and down. Seeing me all three got the idea and they took out their cocks as well. All three of them had small cocks 4 inches when erect and thin, they were jet black and had white pubic hair around it. They started jerking off watching her sleep but I stopped them and told them to take each other’s cocks and give the other person a handjob.

All three complied and they put their hands on the next guy’s cock. Now that their cocks were completely erect they started jerking each other hard. Their hands were a blur jerking off and all three shot their loads almost together. They looked content and looked at me, I was still jerking off watching them. Within a minute of them, I shot my load too.

We came out of the room together and sat down in the drawing-room together. We were happy and content, me because I got my fantasy and they had just masturbated looking at a model’s sexy body.

I don’t think that they were that satisfied because after some 5 mins all those old, dirty, smelly laborers were ready for another round with my girlfriend and if they were ready so soon at 60+ age then I sure as hell was ready too. There was just one condition, they would give each other handjobs, blowjobs in front of me while I jerked off. I had given them a taste of heaven and they wanted more.

So they all agreed, standing up they took each other’s cock in hands and started jerking each other off. These dirty laborers were jerking each other fast and I was jerking myself off watching them. They were moving their hands up and down fast and they came soon after in each other’s hands. I was still jerking off and seeing them cum gave me a boost too and I started increasing the speed of my hands. I came in another 10 sec.

We sat down tired and we decided to wait for some time before starting the fun again. All three of those old laborers were naked on the floor and their bodies were both gross and fascinating. All of them were thin almost skeleton like, they had dark skins like an African and they had white hair from working in the sun. We were tired but the fun wasn’t over yet, the night was still young.

Will be continued in part 2

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Today I would like to tell you of an interesting incident that occurred in my life. This is a true sex story.

This sex story happened when I was in college. Every year, during summer breaks, we have to do certain internships or training and this happened during the summer after the first year of college. I was studying in Delhi and my summer placement was also in a company in Delhi so I was living at home.

Total bummer since its always fun to travel around and see new places. I did not have very high expectations with regards to any sort of social life with the people at this workplace but to my surprise, it was quite a socially engaging and active environment.

There were five girls in total in that office for that summer – Niharika, Shruti, Nimisha, Trisha, and Shraddha. This sex story is about Niharika and Trisha. Niharika was short and fair and had the cutest little smile and body. She had medium sized boobs and a nice round butt. She always wore heels and usually a long skirt or pants. She had this conservative and sexy vibe around her and she always smelled nice. Trisha was taller and darker. She had bigger boobs than Niharika and her ass was nice and round. Trisha was the sluttier one and she and I would soon get it on by accident.

After a week of work, all the trainees decided to go out and enjoy Friday night. All 12 of us loaded up in two cars and this meant that one person had to sit in another person’s lap in each car. The drinks started pouring and people started getting high slowly. I accidentally touched my foot with someone else’s foot across the table and I looked down to see that it was Trisha’s foot. In her drunken state, she did not realize that she had slowly shifted her foot very close to mine and when I touched her leg with mine she gave me a look of surprise.

I looked up at her and smiled and she smiled back. A few minutes I see her foot is even closer to me and she has shifted her position and was ‘accidentally’ rubbing her foot on my leg. I looked at her and smiled and that’s when I started to pay attention to her cleavage and the way her bra was pushing her boobs out of her top. It was a fun moment but I knew that nothing was going to happen. After a few hours of drinking and just normal bakchodi, we decided to go home.

One of the guys was willing to drop us to the nearest metro station but it is Friday there was so much traffic that it would easily have taken 30-40 minutes to get there. We all got in his car and I got in second last (I was sitting in the back on the left side) and Trisha was standing outside and she was visibly drunk.

She had the choice of going in and sitting on the lap of her friend on the right side but instead, she opened the door on my side and sat down on my lap. Now, I was no virgin, but a drunk girl sitting in my lap (and I’m also drunk), combined with the fact that I wasn’t really seeing anyone regularly got me super hard.

She was wearing a tight-fitting kurta pajama and I’m pretty sure she felt my thing growing under her because she looked back and me and smiled and slowly wiggled her ass and adjusted herself so that my dick was now lying flat on my stomach and her pussy lips were rubbing along the underside of my dick.

I wish that I could say there were a lot of potholes due to which she kept grinding harder on me but that didn’t happen. In fact what did happen was that the lack of movement made me go crazy and I started playing with her ass as silently as I could. Both of us were in the mood for something more and when we got dropped off at the metro station we had this conversation:

Me: That was fun right
Her: Yea you’re a fucking dog
Me: No way you’re as much of a bitch
Her (laughing): Yea let’s just agree that we’re both horrible people
Me: Where do you live? I really need to take a piss

She told me she lived about ten minutes away and that I could use her washroom as she lived with her college friends and they would be home late (because I’m totally not going to get another erection after you tell me this right?).

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We reached her place and I quickly put my stuff down and went to use the washroom and that’s when I saw that she had a 3-inch gap at the bottom of her washroom door (ding!) and that she had an Indian toilet (double ding!). After I was done she went to take a piss and being the horny fucking bastard I am I watched as she squatted over the toilet spreading her hairy pussy lips and peed. I was so fucking unbearably hard.

After she’s done she comes out and that’s when I ask her if she has more alcohol at home. She pulls out some beers from her fridge and we both light up cigarettes and we start talking about some people in the office and then I asked her why she doesn’t trim her pubic hair.

She made a WTF face and asked me how I knew. I was so drunk I just said fuck it and I told her I saw her peeing. She asked me if I liked how she looked and I told her I’d have to see it again to confirm.

That’s when she got up and slowly started taking her clothes off. She was standing naked in front of me and yelled at me telling me to be a gentleman and strip down to nothing. That was it, the teasing that had begun hours earlier was finally coming to an end as we kissed like animals.

She knew what she was doing and when I slowly started fingering her I found out that she was nice and ready. She was about 4 years older than me and as I later came to find out, she was in a serious and committed relationship with someone she wanted to marry.

So, now this committed slut is naked and squeezing me as hard as I’m squeezing her and I have two fingers in her pussy while I play with her boobs and lick her all over her body. It was intense foreplay and it probably lasted for 3-4 minutes before I pushed her onto her bed and mounted her. I slid my dick inside her and that’s when she started talking dirty:

Her: O behenchod tera lund itna mota hai fuck me karan
Me: Teri choot me daal ke maza aa raha hai randi, dinbhar tune sataya aaj ab jaake mere neeche aai hai
Her: Haan kutte tujhe tang karne me maze aa rahe the, itne dino se mere boyfriend ne choda nahi mujhe ache se

When she said this my dick jumped and I started fucking her harder and faster

Her: Haan chodo mujhe apni randi bana do fuck me every single fucking day you fucking bastard, call me your slut

And that’s what I did, I called her a slut. We fucked twice in the next hour and each time she asked me to cum inside her. She came a few times when the dirty talk reached the next level. The last thing we did was her giving me a nice sloppy blowjob and swallowing the remainder of what I had in my balls. It was stupid I guess, having unprotected sex with a person I barely knew who already had a boyfriend and cumming inside her as well.

Any number of things could have gone wrong but they didn’t. By now it was 10 PM and my parents had been calling me like crazy. I hurriedly got dressed, washed my face and ate a shit load of chewing gum so I wouldn’t get caught drunk at home. I went straight to my room and I fell asleep.

The next day I walked into work and I wasn’t sure if she’d talk to me or not. I mean, she did have a boyfriend after all and after she sobered down she might have felt differently. Well, she didn’t talk to me or look at me. She basically ignored me and was rude to me when I tried to talk to her. Her rudeness was observed by Niharika who basically asked her what was wrong and why was she rude to which she did not reply and left. Now I and Niharika got to talking and we started becoming friends.

One day Niharika came to me and told me she knows everything that happened between me and Trisha. I was slightly amused and I asked to prove it. She told me details about my dick that was pretty accurate and I was intrigued by the fact that these two women were so explicitly sharing such taboo information. She didn’t seem to mind one bit that I had fucked her best friend and in fact, she tried to talk to me more and be much nicer.

I kind of understand what direction this was all heading in. Trisha didn’t speak to me again for a long long time (until recently – when she and I hooked up once again – that’s a story for another time) and she would avoid being in the same room as me so it gave a lot of time to me and Niharika to open up about our lives.

I liked her a lot, she was cute and pretty and nice and I believe she wanted to taste my dick and feel it inside her. I won’t lie, I fantasized about cumming inside her, making her swallow, fucking her in a public place, etc. Slowly our texting became dirty and the naked pictures followed. One morning I asked her if she wanted to skip work and hang out at my place. She said she’d love to and meanwhile, I got some beers.

She showed up in her classic long skirt, a tight top and some heels. She looked gorgeous and I hurriedly pulled her into my house before the neighbors started wondering what I was up to behind my parents’ back. I pulled her in and we kissed each other passionately. It was a sweaty, hot, lustful and loving kiss. She smelled so good I can still remember the perfume she wore.

The smell of her sweat was intoxicating. I pulled her into my room and we started drinking as I put on a stupid movie (as if anyone cared). Slowly I pulled her onto my lap and started kissing her neck. I put my hands on her top as I started playing with her small and tight boobs (and the yummiest nipples). She still had a beer in her hand and was giggling every time I played with her.

That’s when I lifted her skirt up slowly. Inch by inch her milky hairless legs and thighs came into view as I finally got the chance to feel this goddess. I wasted no time in putting my face between her legs and I moved her panty aside and licked her gushing pussy as if it was the last pussy on earth. It smelled wonderful and her moans filled the room as she kept drinking and getting licked.

Being the naughty little bastard I am I smelled her asshole to see if it was clean (it was) and I started licking her rosebud. In my experience, women enjoy being licked down there. It’s wrong, it’s dirty, it’s disgusting and it’s what women love generally – doing the wrong thing. I licked her ass for as long as she let me and then I was fingering her and sucking on her clit and then I was licking her pussy and fingering her ass. She came a lot.

A lot of fucking happened that day and we tried anal as well but it was just too tight (although we managed to do it a few weeks later). She loved sucking my dick and squeezing my balls to make me cum. We also had a session where I told her exactly how I fucked her friend and she asked me to do the same to her. She wanted me to tell her that she was better than her friend – something I didn’t do. I didn’t deny it or claim it, I just told her I would never tell her. That seemed to get her wetter for some reason.

I guess women have this side to them that loves being humiliated. Of course, it has to be all under control and you shouldn’t make fun of her for liking something (hint: if you’re a guy who keeps getting into fights with your girlfriend/wife, stop trying to control her and judge her. She will do what she wants anyway and if you piss her off she can make your life hell).

Anyway, a lot of good and fun things were done. We dated for a few months but then the age difference became weird and we eventually drifted off. I’ve been through a lot of interesting encounters. I have also always thought that the stuff here was really fake but honestly it’s a mix of fake and real. The ones where the guys have huge dicks and they can make these ‘bitches’ cum 548 times a minute are probably fake I’m guessing?

Please do let me know if you’d like to hear more. There’s a sex story about this man who I started talking to and ended up fucking his wife in front of him, there’s a story about how I fucked three different women the same day, there are a lot of stories about exes who cheated on their boyfriends with me, there’s one where I literally stole this one girl from my friend on his birthday.

As much of a stud as I’m trying to sound like, I’m not. Shit just happens and I roll with it. Please do send feedback at [email protected], It’s a very interesting community and you guys are fun.